Bleachers - You're Still a Mystery (Live At Radio City Music Hall) Lyrics

Lyrics You're Still a Mystery (Live At Radio City Music Hall) - Bleachers




Thought I wanted to forget my past
Tried to leave the pieces of a broken man
What it cost I ain't ever getting back
Breaking the lines because I wanna remember
Man I was feeling like I never was young
Followed a dream and a strange desire
You wake me up in the dead of the night
Gave me a chance to move on
(Inside of your mystery woo hoo hoo)
(Well I don't need to understand)
(Why your love love love)
(Is such mystery no oh oh ooo) woo
(Maybe I don't need to understand)
(Just why your love love love)
You're a mystery baby
Want to give you something better than I've been like
I wanna write your name up on my wall
I wake you up in the dead of the night
I'm breaking the lines because I want get better
Man I was feeling like I never was young
Ain't nothing simple 'bout the simple days I mourn
If what I lost is never coming back
I can find a way to move on
(Inside of your mystery woo hoo hoo)
(Well I don't want to understand)
(Why your love love love)
(Is such mystery no oh oh ooo)
(Hey I don't want to understand)
(Why your love love love)
Radio city play for me
(No god holding on tightly)
(Your love holy inside me)
(No god holding on tightly)
(Your love holy inside me)
(No god holding on tightly)
(Your love holy inside me)
(No god holding on tightly)
(Your love holy inside me)
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Those stays in my apartment
Looking out the window, missing these souls
There's a moment in this show that
I'd really would fucking going to miss
And that moment, that moment
Is when I gat to introduce my guy
Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright
When I say pray for, you
This is church stuff, we don't call god
Oh my gosh, oh my gosh
Oh my gosh is that David Smith on the hall
(Inside of your mystery woo hoo hoo)
Maybe I don't want to understand
(Why your love love love)
(Is such mystery no oh oh ooo)
(I don't need to understand)
(Why your love love love)
Hey
(Oh o o o o o o)
(Oh o o o o o o)
(Oh o o o o o o)
Yeah
(Oh o o o o o o)
(Oh o o o o o o)
(Oh o o o o o o)
(Oh o o o o o o)
(Oh o o o o o o) sing it loud in New York City
(Oh o o o o o o)
Sing it so they hear you on the street
(Oh o o o o o o)
Sing it so they hear you across the bridge
(Oh o o o o o o)
One more time, as loud as all you got
(Oh o o o o o o)



Writer(s): John Hill, Jack Antonoff


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